Rough And Life


Life a bundle of rough papers,
Tied in one tag which has a crystal-clear start
And a crystal-clear over.
Each human, a single rough paper,
Who is dragged from the bundle as destiny’s user.
Rough paper is used by mankind for several purposes,
On the contrary the destiny uses the man what I suppose.
When the purpose of the rough paper is done,
Then only it’s thrown.
Alike when the need of a man for any purpose is over,
Life, from that point is precarious and no one can cover,
But the only one divinity or destiny is the mercipetioner.

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